Chapter 611 Living Buddha
“You are back...huh?!”
Outside the refugee camp, Liang Guangchang, who had just woken up, stared at Fu Qingzhou and Ning who were walking towards him with his eyes wide open. The Wushu duo: "Is your visceral stone disease cured?!"
Fu Qingzhou smiled slightly and said, "Doctor Liang, we did a lot of things while you were sleeping."
Liang Guangchang understood immediately and was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, great! Quick, quick, quick, where is the prescription? How far have you gone?"
"No hurry, no rush."
Fu Qingzhou patted him on the shoulder: "We have to find Fatuo first."
The quantity of pure fu soup was too small, even if the entire Anyue was raided Even with the city's medicinal materials, it is impossible to cure all the refugees in a short time. Perhaps the best way is to mix the medicinal soup into rice porridge and slowly treat them.
However, we cannot allow them to continue to be brainwashed by the "Effortless Effort".
After these few days, the refugees have come to believe the words of the monks in distress. If the truth is revealed directly now, they may not be able to believe it, let alone be willing to receive treatment.
After all, we are drinking rice porridge, so why should your porridge be good? You said medicinal decoction heals people, how do we know you didn't snatch Master Fatuo's purification bottle?
But there is not much time left for the refugees now. If they mess around, more people will die.
The transition must be smooth and smooth... allowing them to continue to drink rice porridge mixed with viscera soup and receive treatment from Liang Guangchang, so as to ensure that the maximum number of people survive.
The three of them passed through the refugee camp and entered Fatuo's tent. As soon as they entered the tent, they saw Fatuo rushing over in surprise: "Sir Fu! You are finally back! Oh, look at you like this "Is the disease cured? Is the medicine given by the villain okay?"
Ning Wushu: "..."
Liang Guangchang: "..."
Although they had heard from Fu Qingzhou that this monk was different from what he appeared to be, but when they saw the "Buddha-nature" of Dharma Buddha before, he was so flattering and flattering now, they still Somewhat uncomfortable.
"You are quite honest."
Fu Qingzhou said with a smile: "I also brought Divine Doctor Liang. Tell me, do you have any ideas?"
"... Bai E Nan Buddha is a Buddha, and other Buddhas are also Buddhas."
Fa Tuo smiled apologetically and said, "If you come out with a more powerful Buddha, I will bring the monks who are in trouble to bow down to you, won't it be done?"
Fu Qingzhou's eyes widened.
Don’t say it, don’t say it!
This is a damn good idea!
"Then what are you doing with Divine Doctor Liang?" he asked.
Fa Tuo smiled and said: "This is not obvious. If the new Buddha's effect on treating people is the same as that of a villain, how can it be shown that the new Buddha is powerful?"
Liang Guangchang on the side laughed: "I see. "You want me to prepare better and better medicine?"
Ning Wushu frowned and said: "But it's cold today and time is running out. If we wait any longer, more people will die, even if Even if it’s Divine Doctor Liang, he can’t guarantee that he’ll be able to prepare better medicine in a very short time, right?”
“It’s really not possible…” Liang Guangchang tugged on his beard and was already thinking about it.
But Fatuo just scratched his bald head: "What are you doing with the new medicine? Just make sure you add more medicine and give it harder to make sure he doesn't wake up during the whole process."
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Ning Wushu and Liang Guangchang were both a little confused, but Fu Qingzhou slapped his forehead and realized.
“If a person is dizzy, it will not show that he is in pain?”
He exclaimed: “If it doesn’t hurt, the medicine will be more effective!”
……
It’s night, in the refugee camp.
As the night gets darker, many people have fallen asleep, leaving only a few refugees silently chanting the Apocalypse and praying for blessings and peace.
Outside the camp, Liang Guangchang's disciples were still cooking medicine, and the firewood was glowing. Although the smell of the medicine was different from usual, no one found it strange.
No one noticed that someone walked up outside the camp.
This man... looks like a monk, but not like a monk.
He had a broken hat, a broken fan, broken shoes and stained clothes, and seemed to be crazy. He was shaking a broken cattail leaf fan in his left hand and a gourd in his right hand, and he staggered over.
"Is it really possible?"
Outside the camp, Liang Guangchang watched his apprentice boil medicine and looked at Fu Qingzhou walking from a distance: "His image doesn't look like that of an eminent monk? "
Ning Wushu looked strange on the side: "I don't know, what kind of Jigong did he say this is... but I have never heard of it."
As she said that, she smiled: "That's all, just believe him."
Fu Qingzhou's appearance at this time is naturally the well-known living Buddha Jigong in his previous life.
He spent a lot of effort and glued on a lot of beards and fake moles to dress himself up like this. As for the temperament of the performance, it was to replicate the teacher You Benchang one to one as much as possible... His acting was not good enough. I can't bring out the female flavor in the performance, but I can barely imitate it 70% to 80% well.
Seeing that the refugee camp was getting closer, Fu Qingzhou cleared his throat and started singing. "My shoes are torn, my hat is torn, my cassock is torn~"
"You laugh at me, he laughs at me, and the fan is torn~"
" Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..."
He sang loudly and soon alerted the people in the refugee camp.
Some of the refugees who noticed him gave him strange looks, but Fu Qingzhou seemed unaware and continued to walk towards the camp while waving his fan.
"No troubles, no worries, no sorrows, the world is both hot and cold~"
He continued to sing, ignoring the eyes of the people around him, and walked into the camp as if he was drunk. .
This move naturally attracted the attention of some monks in the camp.
They looked at each other and realized something was wrong. Some turned to report to Fa Tuo, while others immediately approached and tried to stop him.
"Let's go, let's have fun. Wherever there is injustice, there is me...burp!"
As Fu Qingzhou was singing, he suddenly let out a wine burp.
At this time, two strong and tall monks who came to stop him had arrived in front of him. They were frowning and preparing to ask questions. Unexpectedly, a stream of white smoke came out of the burp of wine. The white smoke Shrouded away, the two monks staggered to the ground before they could say anything.
“The intoxicating medicine prepared by Divine Doctor Liang is quite powerful.” Fu Qingzhou smiled secretly in his heart.
He has Qi Ran Jue and is not afraid of being drugged at all, but that may not be the case for these people.
Seeing him knocking out two monks with a wine burp, other monks around him were shocked. All the refugees who were still awake were also shocked. Many people who were close to Fu Qingzhou were shocked. stood up.
"Oh, sorry, sorry..."
Fu Qingzhou smiled at the fallen monk: "Accidentally, accidentally~"
After he performed a crooked Buddhist salute to the two monks, his eyes suddenly fell on a refugee patient beside him.
This patient could no longer stand up.
She is an old woman, she looks to be sixty or seventy years old, her face and body are covered with dirty stones, she is lying on the ground, breathing heavily, covered with a thick tattered quilt, she did not sleep in Instead of staying in the tent, she stayed by the campfire. Only the light of the fire could give her some warmth.
There is no one around her to take care of her, and she seems to have no relatives or friends.
"Oh... you are very ill."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and walked towards the old woman.
The surrounding refugees were a little surprised and subconsciously retreated to avoid them. Several monks not far away were a little nervous and did not dare to step forward.
After all, the action of knocking down two strong monks with just one wine burp was quite mysterious and expert. Fa Tuo didn't say anything, so they didn't dare to act rashly.
Fu Qingzhou came to the old woman. She stared at Fu Qingzhou with nervousness and fear in her eyes.
"...Every life, every death, do not live in life and death, do not think about reincarnation. In life and death, observe the emptiness of life and death, in reincarnation, reflect the silence of reincarnation..."
Her Her voice was hoarse and she murmured something difficult, as if it could bring her courage.
"It's so difficult to deal with it? Do you believe in Him?"
Fu Qingzhou grinned and said: "Don't panic, we can cure you."
After that, he waved his hand The broken cattail leaf fan blew past the old woman's face, blowing out a puff of white smoke. The old woman rolled her eyes and fainted immediately.
Then, Fu Qingzhou opened the old woman's mouth, picked up the wine gourd, and poured a few drops of crystal liquid into her mouth.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the old woman immediately frowned tightly, and then seemed to be experiencing something uncomfortable, moving her hands and feet uneasily... But of course, she did not wake up.
Then, the dirty stones on her face and body began to melt!
They melted into black water and volatilized in the wind. In the blink of an eye, the old woman disappeared with dirty rocks all over her body!
"Hahahaha, okay, okay!"
Fu Qingzhou smiled happily, straightened up, and laughed loudly.
At this time, the eyes of the people around him had changed. They were no longer contemptuous or afraid, but full of awe!
"There is no such thing as a hundred disasters..."
At this moment, Fa Tuo's voice suddenly came from behind Fu Qingzhou.
He looked back.
Fatuo walked up surrounded by monks, with a calm and compassionate smile, clasped his hands together, and gave a slight salute: "You... are the legendary Living Buddha Jidian?"
( End of chapter)